Lyric Homeward Bound
- Lyrics / Music: Dropkick Murphys (Casey, Barton, Kelly) -
I ve seen street corner preachers spending discharge pay
Between periods of getting stiff and happy tipplers singing songs of discontentment
With each and every passing sip from the bookmaker s clerk on the rowdy racing circuit
Known as Tom Sharkey s brawling bar to the tenders at the pubs and illegal sporting clubs
In this town I call my home
You see, I come from a family who more or less traditionally sends its boys off to serve uncle Sam
"Obey your orders and protect your country" said this father to his disheartened son
I ve traveled over seas, seen forks in the road from Raven to the pubs near Cunard Pier
But the things weren t the same, as the place where I became,
A man in this town I call my home.
I ve seen street corner preachers spending discharge pay
Between periods of getting stiff and happy tipplers singing songs of discontentment
With each and every passing sip from the bookmaker s clerk on the rowdy racing circuit
Known as Tom Sharkey s brawling bar to the tenders at the pubs and illegal sporting clubs
In this town I call my home
You see, I come from a family who more or less traditionally sends its boys off to serve uncle Sam
"Obey your orders and protect your country" said this father to his disheartened son
I ve traveled over seas, seen forks in the road from Raven to the pubs near Cunard Pier
But the things weren t the same, as the place where I became,
A man in this town I call my home.
